Sort it out
make it happen
level the mess, your social field flatten
abandon senseless traditions
depise with the wise the ancient fictions
by men without a love in their lives
save violence and money and their neighbour’s prize
Your history is mystery cause you’ve stolen the blocks
used them to re-build then blown them to rocks.
I address you, fool leaders, arms dealers and killers
will you look past your bloody time-fillers?
A future awaits
for those who will make,
a future awaits
for those who will take, a chance with peace
to give, to increase
neighbours near and far.
to open heart and mind
to drop the one viewpoint, to leave religion behind
only one thing is true, we’re all energy divine, sublime, energy,
yet you, tribal leaders, waste yours on your enemy
cause you need to rule
dont you see, silly men, history laughs at you,